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[ the weeks seemed to drag by so slowly for him whilst robert were away, having little-to-no interest in the happenings around him throughout the duration of the other boy's leave. more often than not he would be seated by his window, gaze locked on the path that robert would surely return on. it was there that he stayed for most of his days, leaving it only to eat, bathe, or when his mother summoned him. regardless he would put on a smile for those around him, as if nothing was amiss and would say that his brother would surely return soon, that he would be gone for only a short while.

that short while turned into weeks. months. far longer than robert had ever been gone before. on his bad days he wondered if his brother had grown tired of his position (of their situation) and thus would not return for good, but those thoughts were always shadowed by the hope and faith he had in his prince. surely the day of his return would come.

opens his eyes slowly when the sound of music reaches his ears again, lifting his gaze back up towards the crowd of dancing people before him. after some time of simply gazing he sits up straighter in his chair, the one that is forever to his mother's right. does not look at her as she speaks to someone, his curiosity nonexistent. instead he raises his glass and slips at the liquid inside, going back to his silent thinking (of robert, of other things that had been on his mind for quite some while) as a somewhat glazed look overcomes his features once more. ]

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[ sticks his nose up a little bit in the air. ]

Yes, it must be very difficult for you in choosing.

[ raises a brow briefly, then makes a considering noise. ]

Difficult enough that I should seek the council of a psychic, do you think?

Perhaps it would be wise to. Just to be sure.

Have you seen a psychic at work, princess?

If one is brought into our court for entertainment.

Feh. Those are no good.

[ gaze is curious as he peers up at her. ]

They are not?

No, of course not. There are more talents in your kingdom than the court can properly favour.

That is a shame...

When you've the courage, it's worth visiting these talents by your own two feet, princess.

[ goes silent at her words, eyes averting over towards his mother. after some thought he smiles gently and shakes his head. ]

Her Majesty would not care for that. But I would be more than contented to hear of your experiences.

I've always wondered. How does Her Majesty expect a queen to properly rule without proper exposure?

You will have to inquire such a question to Her Majesty in person. I am sure she would be more than happy to answer, though do watch your head if you should try.

In that case, I suppose I may simply have to wait until your brother's return.

That may be the wisest choice.

[ sticks out her chest some. ]

You did not expect any less, I hope? I am quite a smart woman.

[ looks away in mock thought. ]

Hmm... now what would my brother say to that...

Opinions of those who are not present don't count, princess.

We are twins. Technically he is present wherever I should go.

As a person who's had the privilege to enjoy the company of both, I would say the crown prince and princess are strikingly different individuals. Twins or not.

[ chuckles a little into a hand. ]

This is precisely why it would be difficult to trick those around us. A failed attempt in childhood gave us more than enough evidence to discern this fact.

[ looks a touch amused. ]

It was Prince Robert's idea, I assume?

Oh yes. He found it increasingly amusing throughout our journey around the palace until our neighboring prince was quite blunt about our appearance.

[ laughs heartily. ]

Well, not everyone can make a dress look fitting, after all.

[ smile softens at her laughter. ]

Is that so?